My selfless, gorgeous warrior.
Chapter Forty Six
Journey
Mylegswerespreadon the kitchen table with Grim hovering over me. He sucked on my hardened nipple while he pushed his come back into my body with two of his fingers. He was relentless. He couldn’t get enough of rubbing those special spots that made my body turn to jelly.
“Not a drop, don’t waste a drop,” he muttered to himself as he bit down on the side of my breast. My back arched, feeling him rub the inside of my cavern.
Even with the pills keeping me from getting pregnant, Grim had a new fascination.
A breeding kink.
As much as I wanted to find it weird, I found it incredibly sexy. My heat drove him wild. His cock was constantly weeping come. A new confidence radiated from him every time he talked dirty to me and caused my pussy to weep for him when he spoke forbidden words.
We were exploring things I never thought I would.
The last few days had been spent like this. Whether it be on the bed, the kitchen table, the floor, or even in the shower. My heat was finally fading thanks to the pills. While we ultimately rode out this heat and tried not to get pregnant, Grim said it would last much longer without the pills.
Not complaining.
His deep growl made my pussy flutter again. His warm breath fanned my neck, and I wrapped around his sweaty body. Once my heat subsided, I didn’t think I would ever get used to this. Not just the sex, even though that had been fantastic. I would never get used to the intimacy after.
He cared for me like I was some magical unicorn that would disappear from his sight. I kept reminding him we were mated and bonded, but part of him still worried. He had his insecurities. He was still branded with those memories of rejection. But it was my job to make sure he forget them. I’ll make sure he always feels cherished.
Just like he always strove to make me feel loved and treasured.
He may not have expressed it out loud, but I felt the conflicting emotions through our bond. For the longest time, he was the warrior, and no one rivaled his brutality during a fight.
But this time, instead of fighting a battle by himself, I was there with him.
And that is how it should be from now on.
He told me it didn’t bother him that I’d stepped in, but I knew it did. He protected me when I was a fragile human, and he took pride in that. And he still should because, I was already used to the doting and the constant care he gave me.
And I couldn’t give that up. Not by a long shot.
My wolf was submissive enough for that, that was for sure. The tiny purrs she radiated when he cuddled us, fed us, and wrapped us in warm blankets were enough to tell me she enjoyed it.
My wolf had remained silent. I hadn’t heard her speak to me or to Leif. But I could see her, I could feel her and the emotions she radiated when I tried to coax her out of the corner of my mind. She was a fragile thing, just like I used to be, not sure who to trust. Except for Grim and Leif, she knew they were ours and would do anything to protect them.
Grim said her voice would come in time. Sometimes it took up to six months if a wolf came out during drastic circumstances. However, with the traumatic way she surfaced over my body, it could be longer. Not to mention that she was a magical being. She didn’t fit the mold that most wolves did. Bones theorized that the reason I could hold the form as long as I had was because she was blessed by the goddess.
And by George, the Goddess wanted everyone to survive.
And they did. No one died. A lot were severely wounded, but they were all accounted for.
When my wolf surfaced, it was like I already knew her. Knew what powers she held, one of which was the bite that could power through any magical concoction. My saliva, my venom, was deadly to any magical being.
So, I bit the douche.
But other than feeling my wolf, understanding she needed time, and automatically just “knowing” what I could get from her, she had been radio silent, which disappointed me. I was excited to have an automatic friend.
She got antsy when it came to our mate. When Grim left our side for a moment, she perked her head up and urged me to follow his every move. Which I did, of course, because we had been naked for days and watching his muscular butt had been the highlight of my week.
Besides the orgasms, anyway.
I wasn’t sure how it was going to work with him having a rut and then having a heat at another time, but he gently explained we would be on the same cycle now that we were mated. Though I wasn’t sure if I was happy or displeased about that.
